ALICE IN WONDERLAND
(Spike Milligan / Alan Clare / Arr. Gordon Langford)
Alice in Wonderland would understand
A little Queen of Hearts like you.
But in my book it said: Off with his head!
And that's exactly what you'd do.
Indeed, I lost my head completely when
On the river one summer's day
All in the golden afternoon
We glided far away.
Oh, Alice, how I loved you.
The fairy cakes you made, the lemonade,
The funny stories that I told:
How Tweedle-Dum and Dee could not agree,
And Father William who was very old,
Mad Hatter on a spree, Doormouse dunked in the tea.
All of that day to me was gold.
We let the silent sand run though our hands,
The setting sun became a glow,
I recall, down the long years between.
Where did my Queen of Hearts go?
Alice in Wonderland,
Where are you now, my love?
(Contributed by PDQMAN2 - July 2005)